Before I start Endwalking, allow me to share a small delight I experienced on my way home today.

I pulled up to a stoplight and the car in front of me had its interior light on, which meant I could clearly see a dog inside, a golden retriever if I had to guess. A delight all its own, but the dog was positioned right behind the driver's seat, in such a way that it blocked the view of the seat entirely, making it appear for a brief glorious moment, that

This Dog Can Drive